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Before we start, I would like to wish everyone a happy Chinese New Year, a happy New Year, eat more and sleep more, drink and have fun, keep money and buy enough clothes and shoes!

This episode is the three derivative backgrounds of Yunjuan Mountains and Rivers, which can be regarded as three parallel time and space:

The first one, after the ending of Yunjuan Mountain and River, the original background and new story continue the ending of Yunjuan Mountain and River;

The second one, the modern overhead background, the story of the mentally ill patient of the policeman Yijing and the gangster Changming;

The third one is the emperor's overhead background, the gossip that the male favorite Yijing and the emperor Changming had to talk about in those years;

Ok, the following text!

"what!"

Yijing suddenly woke up from the dream, looked around subconsciously, and suddenly realized that he was in Huailie Villa, not the magnificent palace compound.

Chang Ming, who was sleeping beside him, opened his eyes in a daze when he heard the sound.

"What's the matter? Are you calling you to watch the night or calling me to drink medicine?" He asked Yijing vaguely, trying to sit up while supporting the mattress with one hand.

Annoyed by that strange dream, Yijing hurriedly bent down and patted Chang Ming's shoulder, coaxing in a low voice: "No one is calling us, you should sleep well."

Hearing these words, Chang Ming lay back on the bed, touched his round belly subconsciously, and immediately regained consciousness.

"But I won't be able to sleep again for a while."

"Where is it uncomfortable? The child kicked you? Or the legs are a little sore, let me rub them for you?"

While talking, Yijing stroked Chang Ming's slightly soft belly, and as expected, he felt the child's kicking response to him. Such a feeling made him feel unexplainable joy in his heart.

"Don't touch him." Chang Ming pushed Yijing's hand away angrily, "When you touch my stomach, he gets excited. I don't know why this child gets close to you. He must be ugly if he looks like you. My eldest daughter is still beautiful."

"Yes yes yes... Our eldest lady is like you, of course she is beautiful." Yijing stretched out his arms to hug him, buried his head on his neck and inhaled Jiang Yuan's sweet breath, and then licked Chang Ming contentedly. Behind his ears, he let out a satisfied sigh.

Chang Ming didn't reach out to push him away, but raised his head and rubbed his temples.

"What time is it now?"

"It's just Xu time, New Year's Eve hasn't passed yet."

Because Chang Ming was pregnant with a child, Cheng Jing and Ji Liudan hurriedly sent them to go to bed early and not keep watch at night, and Yi Jing also carried Chang Ming back to the room in a good manner.

"Why didn't you hear anything?"

"Brother doesn't allow anyone to disturb your rest, so naturally you can't hear anything."

Chang Ming suddenly realized and nodded, and then asked: "Then why did you make such a big move just now, did you have a nightmare?"

Yijing thought for a moment, then said: "It's not a nightmare, it's just a little weird."

"Let's hear it?" Although the lights were dim, Yijing seemed to see the brilliance in Chang Ming's eyes, so he could only tell the truth: "I dreamed that you became the emperor, and I became your subject..."

"Sir?"

Yijing was silent for a while, and then reluctantly admitted: "It's a male favourite."

At that time, Chang Ming held his belly and laughed until his flowers trembled.

Yijing originally had a straight face, it can be seen that he has such an appearance, after all, he couldn't help laughing out loud with him.

"Restraint, be careful of stomach pain."

Chang Ming didn't care, but asked persistently, "Did I wake you up because of my bad intentions. I really want to see what you look like with a big belly."

Yijing reached out his hand and nodded in the middle of his forehead: "What are you thinking, you are the one who gave birth."

Chang Ming was not happy, he tore off Yijing's skirt and gnawed on his shoulder.

Yijing immediately reached out to hug him tightly, and was afraid of hurting the child, he quickly pushed him away: "Don't hook me, or you will suffer after the child is born."

Chang Ming shrank back into the bed immediately, and looked at him eagerly: "How do you know how to get angry at me, and you don't even think about who made me get pregnant again."

Yijing looked up to the sky and sighed.

"what!"

Yijing suddenly woke up from his dream, looked around subconsciously, and suddenly realized that he was in a high-rise apartment building, not the quiet and serene Huailie Villa.

Chang Ming, who was sleeping beside him, opened his eyes in a daze when he heard the sound.

"What's wrong? Is it your phone or mine?" He asked Yijing vaguely, trying to sit up while supporting the mattress with one hand.

"It's nothing, it's just a dream, you continue to sleep." Yijing took a long breath, and was about to lie down again, but Changming reached out and turned on the bedside lamp, and lay on the pillow to look at him.

Yijing suddenly felt a little embarrassed.

What happened just a few hours ago, the hickey marks on Chang Ming's neck and shoulders naturally didn't have time to fade away, and it looked particularly charming under the dim light.

"Huh?" Chang Ming sensed his movement and moved his body so that Yijing could make out with him more easily.

Flat - Yijing thought so, he could feel a few solid muscles on Chang Ming's stomach, but he couldn't feel the round and soft one in his dream, which made him a little dazed.

Then Yijing woke up and realized that it was just an overly real dream.

However, Li Changming with a big belly...is also cute.

"What exactly did you dream about?" Chang Ming put his chin on his shoulder and asked stutteringly while rubbing.

"Well...it's nothing..." Chang Ming didn't want to have a child, so Yijing naturally didn't talk about it, but Chang Ming wouldn't stop until he said he was ugly, "It's still the same as before, I'm the commander of the army You are the commander of the Seventh Battalion..."

He froze for a moment, in the dream just now, it was clear who was the army commander and who was the battalion commander, but he just knew it.

Chang Ming dug up the long-buried question again: "You still haven't told me whether you, the army commander, used your power for personal gain to let the seventh battalion commander sleep with you."

Yijing asked him: "Do you want to listen to the truth?"

"Yes."

"He always wanted to sleep with the Seventh Battalion Commander."

Chang Ming huddled under the blanket and kicked his calf.

"However, he really can't beat the Seventh Battalion Commander." Yijing added solemnly.

"puff……"

"Ding!——" There was a short prompt sound suddenly, and Chang Ming turned around to fish for the phone.

"I sent you a New Year's text message in the middle of the night."

"No, someone left me a message on Zhihu..." Chang Ming said in a low voice, and finally frowned, looking at his phone, and stopped talking.

"What happened?"

"It's nothing, just a group of people who don't have a sex life." Chang Ming closed his eyes and threw the phone aside.

"How do you know they didn't..." Yijing often had to admire Chang Ming's ability to not blush and not breathe.

"Otherwise, why would you ask me at night..." Chang Ming looked at Yijing meaningfully, "Is my man sexually frigid?"

"what!"

Yijing suddenly woke up from his dream, looked around subconsciously, and suddenly realized that he was in a deep palace compound, not a fancy high-rise apartment building.

Chang Ming, who was sleeping beside him, opened his eyes in a daze when he heard the sound.

"What's the matter? Is there an accident in the inner palace or the courtiers rushed to play?" He asked Yijing in a vague tone, trying to sit up while supporting the mattress with one hand.

"Your Majesty?" Yijing quickly pulled up the quilt to prevent Chang Ming from catching the cold, and then lay down himself, holding Chang Ming in his arms again, "It's nothing else, Your Majesty can go to sleep."

"Did you have a nightmare?" Chang Ming blinked, and his long eyelashes swept across his chest, making him feel itchy again.

"It's not a nightmare," Yijing whispered, reaching out to touch Changming's stomach.

"Let's hear it," Chang Ming elbowed him.

"The minister only dreamed that His Majesty complained that the minister failed to serve him well and was too indifferent."

As Yijing said, he hugged Chang Ming and turned over, naturally pressed Chang Ming on the mattress, leaned over and kissed.

"Hmm..." Chang Ming thought for a while before saying, "I am magnanimous, and I forgive you for your innocence."

"Your Majesty," Yijing stopped, "Your Majesty was crying and coquettish just now, and I won't allow you to continue."

Chang Ming's body froze, and subconsciously turned around to run away, but was dragged back by Yijing's arms, and Yijing slapped him on the buttocks.

He felt that Yijing was really getting more and more undisciplined. A few years ago, he was well-behaved, but now he started to behave mischievously.

No wonder Gu Xiaowu also complained that he doted too much on Yijing some time ago, which made many people jealous and scratch their heads.

"How dare you!" Chang Ming patted Kai Yijing's hand that was kneading his chest, "If you continue to be presumptuous, I will put you and your five little brats in limbo on the first day of the new year, and wait for tears to wash your face. "

Yijing stared at him pretending to be innocent and looked at him pitifully: "Your Majesty, I'm taking so much pains and effort just to keep you and my five little bastards away from the cold palace."

"Smart words! Get down!" Chang Ming taught him with a straight face.

"Yes..." Yijing had no choice but to agree dejectedly, but Chang Ming never imagined that this guy would get out of bed and put on his own clothes.

Chang Ming asked in surprise, "It's midnight, where are you going?"

"It was His Majesty who asked the minister to go down."

"I let you get off my body, but didn't let you roll off the bed!" Chang Ming patted the empty seat beside him heavily.

Yijing endured the joy and sat back on the bed, stretched out his head and pecked Chang Ming's mouth.

"Then your majesty, come to the subject."

Chang Ming glared at him: "How dare you get on my dragon bed with clothes on?!"

Yijing grabbed Chang Ming's hand and poked into his lapel: "Thank you, Your Majesty, for your favor."

Changming felt that Yijing really became more and more undisciplined.